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Why It’s Ok to Say, “I Need Help.”

It’s blue skies here today in Corner Brook as we head into the long May 2-4 weekend.

Zack’s alarm woke me up at 5am, and I grumbled my complaints as I heard him down the hallway, quietly trying (but obviously failing) to keep Miesha from eating another roll of toilet paper.

Of course, my anti-depressants were still coursing through my veins and my foggy brain lured me back into that hazy state of trying to sleep but slowly waking up.

When I finally woke up again, I could feel the warm red light burning through my eyelids and all I could think was, “Well, shit. I slept in ’till noon, again!” Keep Reading!